signingbooks [203] Emma City, Here I Come
[203] Emma City, Here I Come
Many people walking beside the carriage yelled, and all their eyes were focused on a carriage in the middle of the convoy.
The driver of this carriage was a man with a burly figure, also wearing a gray turban, and wearing colorful aristocratic clothes. Big beard, copper bell eyes, dark skin. Laughing out loud. On his right shoulder stood a black eaglet, spreading its wings from time to time.
"Greenwood! Let's perform again for everyone!" The man patted the little eagle on his shoulder.
The little eagle was slapped by the master, and immediately flew out and jumped into the air. After chirping a few times, it actually hovered over the convoy, continuously making eagle chirps like singing. It's still very melodic.
The crowd suddenly became noisy, some people applauded loudly, cheers and children's cheers were heard endlessly. Some people who did not belong to the team also joined in the applause. 843 "It's the green wood that won the first place in the Eagle Singing Contest in the Southern Province!!" the bearded owner roared proudly.
"What a shit singing contest! Old Bass, just blow it hard!" Someone laughed and cursed.
"Who said no! He held it himself!"
Everyone laughed. The atmosphere was unusually warm.
The door curtain of the gray and white tented carriage was raised by a somewhat pale hand. A pale young man with blond hair came out. He was wearing a pale yellow tights
The hair is neatly combed, the eyebrows (aeeb) are clear and beautiful, and there is actually a hint of charm between the eyebrows. He was also well groomed. Obviously an aristocrat.
"We've arrived in Emma City, because of people," the young man turned and said to the inside of the carriage.
"Are you there?" A young man with short blond hair got out of the carriage, stood on the carriage and looked ahead. "It's almost at the car dealership. You go and inform the adults behind."
"Okay." The young man nodded. He quickly turned over and jumped off the carriage, and walked towards a carriage behind.
Not long after, the convoy finally arrived in front of the city gate and slowly slowed down. The crowd also fell silent.
Three tented carriages with exquisite shapes slowly left the convoy, and were the first to be inspected by the guards.
On the carriage at the front, three or four people got off first, all noblemen wearing different colored clothes. Two of them were wearing gray robes with a black cross printed on the back, and the surrounding guards immediately saluted him solemnly.
"Greetings, my lords!" the soldiers shouted in unison. Clenching a fist with the right hand for five years at the heart of the left chest, holding the head high.
The originally orderly crowd waiting for inspection suddenly became noisy. People recoiled in panic. He was afraid of getting too close to these two gray-robed men.
"It's the mystic!!"
"It's actually a mysterious person! It's Mikaen-sama of the Nunnally family! I recognize him!"
"The other one seems to be Mrs. Kelly! I saw this lord more than ten years ago."
The crowd began to whisper.
Mikain and Kelly got out of the carriage first and walked to the carriage in the middle.
On the carriage, a white hand gently lifted the curtain. A brown-haired young man also in a gray robe slowly got out of the carriage. His eyes were like falcons, with a strong sense of needles. Scan around. No one can look at him for even half a second.
Even Mikain and Kelly were the same, involuntarily avoiding the man's sight. .